Flip Friday

It's been an interesting week here at the Lilypad. I guess that's usually the case.

The Chick and I YogaDanced most every day this week. I am now officially A Girl Who Can Move Her Ribs Separately From Her Hips. WHAT? How did I become that person? I have no idea. Apparently, practicing such things actually makes you kind of sort of able to do them.

Whatever.

Also, I joined NaNoWriMo. (See the icon to the left?)

On Wednesday, at some point in the middle of the afternoon, the Blisschick stood outside the Rabbit Room gate and said to me:

"You should really sign up for NaNoWriMo."

To which I replied, "NaNoWhatOh?"

To which she replied, "NaNoWriMo."

I looked at the Rabbit. The Rabbit looked at me. We both looked at the Chick.

The Chick sighed (SIGH!), then said, "National Novel Writing Month. It's November. You sign up and then you're supposed to write a novel in a month, or like 50,000 words."

You see, I just restarted work on my second novel. I'd gotten stalled about 2 months ago after writing about 50 pages, and realized I was stalled because the pacing just wasn't right in the storytelling. So, this past weekend I started at the beginning, and the Chick decided that the fact that I technically started writing it on October 31st was OK, and that she was going to sign me up for NaNoWriMo.

So she did.

So far, then, since last weekend, I have about 10,000 words. That means I have to write 10,000 words every week, pretty much, and I may make it to the goal.

We'll see. I'm going to give it my best shot. Zoe and I will keep you posted.

And, well, now it is Friday and time once again for Miss Zoe to step into the spotlight and enjoy what is rightfully hers: Fame.

We, here at the Lilypad, hope you had a good week, too.

Without further delay, then.....here are your Rabbit Features of the Week:

Cute Lips!!! from marcy hall on Vimeo.

The Very Bad Salad from marcy hall on Vimeo.

Dream a little dream

Every Monday night is my night to work at the library. We're open until 8:30, so it's pretty dark by the time we leave for the night. On this most recent Monday, it was also raining.

Miss Kitty, Culinary Genius and Children's Librarian Extraordinaire (who also has heated seats in her Honda), offered me a ride home. I'd not worn my raincoat, and she took the opportunity to remind me of one the perils of the Chick and I having no television: no Weather Channel.

"But you see," I told her, "I used to have a weather toe, so I always knew when rain was coming. It's not my fault my toe doesn't work anymore."

As you could imagine, this led to a discussion of my weather toe.

It was a toe I broke in 7th grade -- my big toe, in fact -- that got arthritis, which has, somehow over the years, inexplicably disappeared.

It is how I broke my toe, though, that led to the subject of this blog.

Miss Kitty said, "I really think this is a topic for the blog. Give that Rabbit a day off and tell them a little something more personal about yourself."

"Excuse me?"

To which I responded, "Oh, Miss Kitty!! NO one wants that!"

But, here I am, doing it anyway.

One night at about the age of 13, I had a dream. In the dream, I'm in gym class or some such thing, and I'm involved in a rousing game of kickball. And I'm "up," as in, it's my turn to kick. If I close my eyes, I can still see the whole scene as it was-- the ball coming in a straight line toward home plate, me standing, anxiously waiting and getting ready for the ball to roll just close enough, and then WHAM!!

I kicked that ball so hard!! It was definitely going to be a home run!!

"Home run indeed!"

Except I didn't make it that far in my dream. I woke up screaming in pain having kicked my bedroom wall instead of the "ball." I had broken my big toe.

Oh, it was very painful. And very colorful. Sigh.

And that, dear friends, is how I broke my big toe and how I gained a trusted weather toe, until of course, it ceased to be a weather toe.

Now, it is simply a plain, old toe again.

"Weather toe? Come on!"

When I got home, I told the Chick Miss Kitty's idea for me to write about my dream and her other idea for me to tell about my irrational fear of Chihuahuas. The Chick and I proceeded to make a list of my Top Ten Weirdest and /or most Interesting Dreams.

Over the next few weeks, I will share that list with you.

You will laugh.

You will cry.

They are better than Cats.

Not really.



And, they are certainly NOT better than Rabbits.

What a fun weekend!

Did you have a fun weekend?

Because, we sure did!

For one thing, I was off from work for almost 5 whole days. It was sort of 41/2 days, but who's counting?

It was a Halloween celebration!

We watched scary movies.

We also watched Saturday Night Fever, which is not a scary movie, but does contain scary hair and shoes.

We played with all the mammals.

I wrote 2 chapters of my new book for writing group!

The Blisschick and I danced like crazy fools (remember, I am her YogaDance class right now) almost every day.

That seems like a lot, but there's still more!

We gave out candy. One creepy tricker treater (an approximately 5 year old and very cute little, frilly princess) said these words to me: "Beware of evil. We eat waffles."

OK, what does that mean? Because now I'm scared of waffles. I don't want to be scared of waffles.

We chopped up a pumpkin. And here's the evidence:

And then, on Sunday, we went for the most lovely of walks.

What? You want to come along on the walk? Is that what I heard you say?

OK, come on!!

a sunday walk from marcy hall on Vimeo.

See, wasn't that a lovely walk?

All this fun was enough to make....Someone...very sleepy:

Watching Humans walk makes me sleepy.

OK, Zoe, we'll let you nap, then.

Shhhhhhh!!! Don't wake the baby! :)

Happy Monday!

Friday of the Flip Variety

In case you forgot about Zoe's Halloween costume.

So, it's Halloween weekend.

Time for the Great Pumpkin to rise out of the Pumpkin Patch and bring candy to all the good little girls and boys. (Do you think that counts Rabbits?)

Also, it's time to actually, finally buy the candy to hand out. We always have to wait until the last minute otherwise we somehow end up buying it twice. ( I don't know how that happens!)

Later today, Zoe and Lilly and I will carve the pumpkins. That's my favorite part, and we'll take lots of pictures to share next week.

Let's see, what else about today? Am I forgetting something?

OH, WAIT!!!

RABBIT VIDEOS!!!!!

OK, they have nothing to do with Halloween, but it's still Flip Friday-- so here you are. Start the weekend off right, will you?

Zoe and the Rose Hips from marcy hall on Vimeo.

Tiny Zoe Rolls from marcy hall on Vimeo.

And don't forget to have a really fun weekend!!

You won't probably look as good as Zoe does in her costume, but don't take that too hard.

Enjoy yourself anyway!!

Halloween is (Techinically) for... Cats

A Wise Rabbit is about to bestow
Her Wisdom Upon you.
Get ready.

As it comes up on the end of the week and Halloween approaches, Zoe was struck with the strangest realization:

Halloween is really, technically, kinda-sorta a Cat Holiday.

I know. It seems strange to consider, but think about it. With the exception of Zoe's and my Hallowbunnies, how many Halloween decorations have you seen recently with bunnies?

(Side note: This does not count Playboy Bunny costumes. Zoe does not consider those to be bunnies at all!)

You haven't seen signs featuring bunnies with arched backs standing on Jack-o-Lanterns, right?

Nor have you probably seen any freaky, scary bunny eyes glowing in the dark anywhere.

Nope.

Cat Holiday.

So, with that in mind, Zoe decided that for today, she would like to feature Her Cats.

Over the weekend, we went with NeighborBill to our favorite local Country Market, Mason Farms, to get Pumpkins. While we were there, we also had some hot chocolate, and I was given 4 quarters to load up my hands with goat food to feed the goats with the Crazy Eyes. There were a couple llamas and a sheep standing by, too. They did not have Crazy Eyes.

Below, then, are pictures of the Pumpkins we chose in a photo shoot with Zoe's Cats:

Mr. F. Scott Fitzgerald.
Very Disinterested in Pumpkins.

Rosie the Cat.

Mildly interested, but more interested
in cleaning her bum,
which she did directly after this picture was shot.

Zoe liked this creepy,
ghost-like shot of Miss Lilly.

And now for plain old normal cute.

Well, and we had to throw this in, since Miss Emmie did no want her picture taken today. (Sorry to all you Miss Emmie fans.)

So, maybe it's not a Holiday just for cats after all.

Perhaps.

Warning: Dancing Frog Ahead

It's something you don't see everyday.

A dancing frog, that is.

But, since the Chick is doing the YogaDance thing, who do you think needs to be the very first Pig of the Guinea Variety?

That's right. The Frog. In other words... ME!

Now, I am a Scotch-Irish Girl. I am a "let's drink too much and fight" kind of girl.

My hips don't shut the car door.

My ribs don't move separately from the rest of my body.

My neck doesn't move unless it's to shoot back a shot of something.

I am a white girl trapped in a white girl's body. I'm not smooth. I'm not fluid. There's nothing serpentine about me. In fact, I'm pretty darn choppy. Especially when compared to the Chick.

The Chick, on the other hand, is obviously filled with a gooey gel of some kind. When she was a baby being made in Heaven, God said to the Chick: "You don't belong in this bone line. You belong over there in the gooey gel line. Git!"

Sigh.

But that's OK. We had a great time anyhow. The music list we made absolutely rocked! And, since it was the very first run through, what ended up happening is that it turned into more of a planning session for the Chick, while I, the Frog of the non-dancing variety, ended up mostly sitting on the couchy taking notes and sipping a little of the homemade vino.

Sweet. That's more like it.

And Zoe? What was Zoe up to you ask?

She's not that much of a dancer either, but I think She enjoyed herself nonetheless. Watch here, as Miss Zoe Breaks It Down for you:






I mean, really. Just look at those killer moves!!



Doesn't it make you want to bust a move?

We thought it would.

Flip Friday

Here we are again at the end of the week.

Are we really aware of where the beginning went?

Well, no matter. It's Friday, and that's that.

And, as long as it's Friday, we may as well celebrate with...

....A RABBIT MOVIE!!!!

(I'll bet you didn't know that was coming!)

Miss Zoe has been a little disgruntled this week, as you know. Her schedule's been off ever since the Chick was away, and then earlier in the week, there was that whole issue with the salad being late not just once, but-- well, more than once. She did just get a hay order, but even so...

My point is this: The Rabbit was not feeling up to a cinematic appearance for today. She was resting comfortably in Her chalet. And, sometimes, it's best to leave a Resting Rabbit to Herself.

So, in honor of leaving the Resting Rabbit to Herself, we have decided to post an Oldie but a Goodie. The following movie is not truly a Flip Friday movie, as it was not filmed with the Flip camera. But you won't hold that against a Rabbit. Will you?



This was Zoe's first movie ever on the big screen. Lots of Her Fans out there probably hadn't seen it, so I thought why not give it another play?

I think some things bear repeating, don't you?